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 Mar 2015 Frecky Rosa
NV
Untitled
 Mar 2015 Frecky Rosa
NV
BUT WE WRITE OF FREEDOM FROM A CAGE.
 Mar 2015 Frecky Rosa
NV
i'm telling you.
the clouds were meant for the ground.
but they hung themselves.
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 Mar 2015 Frecky Rosa
NV
Untitled
 Mar 2015 Frecky Rosa
NV
BUT NOBODY TOLD ME THE FUNERAL NEVER ENDS.

IT'S BEEN ELEVEN YEARS NOW, AND THE CASKET'S STILL LOWERING.

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"LEAVE ME HERE MOM. LEAVE ME HERE. I'M DEAD TOO."
 Mar 2015 Frecky Rosa
Sarah
Metaphor
 Mar 2015 Frecky Rosa
Sarah
Hips like knives
That can cut like heartbreak
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